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Reddie Or Not?

Hallelujah!

And that’s not for this newest blog entry. Quick blog note: I abandoned Dribbling Ink last week because I’ve been searching desperately for a job. The honeymoon is officially over, I guess you could say. They’ve even started sending bills, ah!

Also, my wife and I made a trip to Paragould this weekend and I didn’t take my laptop. Why? Because I got to watch the Razorbacks, live, moving pictures, streaming audio, Casey Dick interceptions…and now I almost understand people like “Chad” From Arkadelphia. Wait…no, I take that back. We’re still going to beat Texas; I’m just going to avoid a TV this time, because I don’t want to hear my wife’s “I Told You So” speech (Alabama predictions: 28-0, Kasa; 31-28, Jacob).

(Arkansas-Alabama note: The game was so bad that, as an avid fan who hasn’t watched any sort of sports for over a month, listened to every radiocast, and defended the young Hogs to countless people [mainly my wife], I left after the first quarter to play football with my cousins. I can’t wait for 2010!)

I even got to watch some NFL, too. However, let’s not tackle that just now—I’m already obsessed with my fantasy football team, which is barely hovering above last place. But, as a future NFL General Manager, I’m pulling a Steve Kerr. Say hello to this year’s fantasy football’s Ned Yost (you need some current sports knowledge for those). Of course, that’s why I made my wife my co-manager in my Yahoo league, so she can take the fall and I can fire her to rally the players around mid-season. I told you I take this too serious.

Anyway, back to the hallelujah. Honestly, after interviewing for a job to ride on a bus with pre-school children and applying at Express Personnel, I was cursing everywhere that I’d sent an application without a reply. Until today. After nearly ranting about Henderson State’s lack of appreciation for people with college degrees, HSU called about an interview. Thank you, Reddie.

Of course, there’s still a chance that I’ll have to defile the HSU logo. Let’s hope not.

(Want to know what a Reddie is? [Look at my promotion skills; they need me.] Go here: http://www.hsu.edu/content.aspx?id=25 )

Comments

Anonymous said…
YAY for job interviews! Good luck.

Kassie

P.S. Tom told you that we would mail you your wedding gift on Monday, and it is still sitting in our living room. I promise I will mail it by the end of the week. :)

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